In the 'wade, you have to drop your trousers and run around the table once. This nearly happened to me last night. My mate was being ruthless, saying that the foul balls I potted didn't count! I won in the end after he potted the black and the white at the same time. :D

This was also the penalty in our sixth-form canteen for losing at table football without scoring a goal. I've never been so nervous as the time I was 8-0 down, not least because about a dozen people came over to watch when they heard the scoreline.